CBudvarson

THE WAR

The solders are happy
They do not mourn
However they will in the morn-ing
For death awaits them
Weather its now or then

We will never know until it happens
It could even happen
When they are taken a crappen
Barly missed by a grenade
Still needed a first aid

The pain will hurt
Maybe even burnt
Your not hit by one
Still not having fun
The fun begins at the run
Water so wet and cold

It starts to mold
Could it be rain
That falls like a train
The weather is bad
Everyone is mad
When it is over
Return to Dover
Back where you once lived